hello all. honest to speak, i am an idiot when it comes to making new friends and stuff. i blank out, i stammer, i hide and i am passive. i cant believe my friends came up with horrendously cheesy ideas such as the old "can you teach me this question" trick where you get your object of fancy to tutor you at schoolwork, and there's the "just wait for it. if he likes you, he'll come to you" one. i would like that if it's possible duh, but apparently, he isnt even noticing little thriving worshipping moi right! by the way, french was FUNNY. i couldnt stop laughing with nadia's brave attempt to read the text and sarah sam's sarcastic comments of our teacher. no hot guys as usual. back to it, sean's giving me advice on all questions that i can think of. not very successful cause i cant think of questions, cause i dont know my problem. or should i put it, the problem. see. impatience and desperate attempts dont mash well. they make you want to fly but you know you cant. and see, i am blabberingggg. what to do. send me to the hospital (read "or-pi-tal") and buy me some chocolat (read "sho-ko-le")! woots. french rocks. who cares about boys. okay i do. you're not what you seem you're not what you seem you're not what you seem you're not what you seem you're not what you seem you're not what you seem you're not what you seem you're not what you seem. sometimes i just hope i can get whatever i want, know whatever i want. then i wont have to pine so much. tormented souls. no one understands. stereotyped. accused. the damsel who defends. the damsel who defends the stereotyped and accused.
xoxo.
i love you.
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